Sunday, February 1, 2009

Week 5

Carousel

Come one, come all, and you will seethe carousel of deathto ride; to laugh; go up and down;to steal away your breathA merry way to die, you see,upon your grinning steeda skeleton of gleaming whitewith only you to lead.The music will entrance youwith the gentle laughing soundof others riding with youmoving round and roundForget illness and growing agethe unfairness of fateupon the moving horsesand to the golden gateDeath is adventure we all faceso do it with a smileand ride the carousel of deathto make your trip worthwhile.